Madam Qi gazed at the permanent Yin-Yang Gate leading into the heart of Wuxing Mountain, striking a contemplative pose with her left hand supporting her right elbow while her right hand pinched her chin.0

Not far from her stood another man who was completely bald, wearing Daoist robes, a Confucian headdress, wooden clogs, and a Holy Emblem of the Holy Court hanging on his chest. He was holding a Shaministic Sect wooden staff with its shaft resembling twisted dried vines and its top shaped like a withered hand clutching a large red crystal.0

Only those from the Heavenly Court who claimed to have unified the Five Religions would dress in such fashion.0

This person was a familiar face. He was none other than Wu Guangbi, the Grand Leader of the Heavenly Court.0

“Are you here to escort that Li brat?” Madam Qi asked.0

Wu Guangbi also showed no intention of entering the permanent Yin-Yang Gate. He replied, “I’m not here to escort Young Master Li, but to ensure no one disturbs him.”0

Madam Qi snorted. “From the sound of it, you’re confident that Li Changge will win.”0

Wu Guangbi calmly responded, “It’s not about his win. I’m...0